The high priest's goatee was cocked instantly, and he snorted very unhappily: "Xiaojing'er dares to put the old man in vain." ”

Qing'er smiled: "Uncle Jing Huang said, after I finished speaking, you have this expression regularly, think about it, I can fully believe his words." ”

The high priest seemed to be laughing angrily, his cocked goatee, upside down, in the white misty smoke, it seemed to be a bit of a mountain taste, King Jin held up the teacup, "The tea is good, high priest, let's get down to business." ”

"King Jin is about to leave for the south in a few days, and he can still take care of the left and right at this time, which makes the old man impressed."

"The high priest can rest assured, the wife of this king is naturally personally cared for."

The high priest looked at Qing'er with a gloomy face, and his eyes drifted into the distance: "If you want to save the war king, it's not difficult." ”

"The high priest has sold so many passes, it is better to open your terms."

"If you give birth to a daughter, you must worship the old man as a teacher."

King Jin raised his eyebrows, his face was as cold as frost, his daughter wanted to hold it in the palm of her hand, delicate, and grow up freely, why should she go into those messy places: "Not allowed." ”

Simple two words, it seems that in the expectation of the high priest, Qing'er hid her face and smiled, and suddenly there was a cute scene of glutinous rice dumplings nesting in the arms of King Jin and calling daddy, King Jin protects the calf like that, even if the knife is on his neck, he will not send his daughter out, the high priest is going to make a mistake this time: "Dare to ask the high priest, our husband and wife have no heirs, even if they have, boys and girls are unknown, and this era will be a long time ago." ”

King Jin was a little annoyed this time, and grabbed Qing'er's little hand fiercely, and his eyes flowed, you dare to agree to try.

King Jin's childish appearance, Qing'er saw it for the first time, and she was a little uncomfortable, and after thinking about it, how could she be reluctant.

The high priest placed the teapot on the stove, and his face was as usual, and he was not half impatient: "In this case, please go back, you two, don't speculate for more than half a sentence." ”

A cold wind blew, lifting the curtain on one side, Mu Qing looked sideways slightly, just to see the depressed and dull eyes of the ink, staring at the distance without focus, the old man has reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, and he is still following the side of the war king, the war king with his eyes closed on the bed, the young man is famous, revealing a quiet and calm that does not match this age.

Shion whispered a few words in her ear, she slowly got up, and the broken flowers stepped out of the threshold in small steps, and walked forward with determination and determination.

King Jin's departure made Ming Jiang very puzzled: "High priest, how can you let them go so easily." ”

The high priest's brows furrowed, staring for a long time, stunned, "Maybe our news is wrong, how can this be, it should be the descendant of the Holy Maiden?" The teacup on the table was no longer steaming, and the high priest's gaze was fixed on it for a long time.

Qing'er's little hand tugged at King Jin's sleeve, and he took Qing'er into his arms convincingly: "My husband knows that you don't want to see Mu Qing sad and suffering, but our daughter must not leave home, and our husband can't let his child be traumatized at a young age, our daughter just wants to live freely." ”

The visit of the seven princesses of the northern kingdom was not expected by the high priest, but he also gladly accepted it, and the king of war couldn't wake up, as a woman with a marriage contract, she was naturally anxious, and it was rare for her to come to the door in person like Mu Qing.

When he entered the house, the high priest leisurely flipped through the books in his hand, and did not raise his eyes to look at them, let alone greet them with courtesy.

Mu Qing bloomed with a peerless smile, like a manzhu sawa, gorgeous and enchanting, charming and fresh. Her cheeks were pink, so soft that she could almost pinch out the water. Her eyes are like full of mellow honey wine, and the slightest hint of her gaze is sweet and intoxicating.

"High priest, why this palace is here, you must know very well, in this case, the Ming people do not say secret words, but if you can save the war king, the conditions are raised by you."

Mu Qing didn't care about the eyes of the high priest Ling Ren, and the corners of his lips flashed a hint of a smile that seemed to be there or not, that smile was like the coldest frost in late autumn, and it was also like the most dazzling ice crystal in winter: "The Seventh Princess of the Northern Kingdom, it is really magnificent, the old man doesn't know, how sincere you can be." ”

The high priest's ridiculous tone was obvious, Mu Qing turned around and brought the steaming teapot on the road, filled the teacup, stretched out his hand to attach it to his life, the cold on his body was much better, and the ink-colored cup body emitted a trace of silver light, and then, the body of the teacup became transparent little by little, like a luminous cup with a white light. Moxue Literature Network

The High Priest's eyes were full of surprise, like a little starlight twinkling in the dark night, his goatee trembled and cocked slightly, "Princess, if you can grant the old man a request, the War King will definitely wake up." ”

The sky is not yet bright, the moon and stars have sunk, the sun and white clouds have not yet appeared, and the sky and the earth are gray. Qing'er took care of Mo Zhuofeng's luggage carefully, no matter how big or small, Mo Bao looked at it, and was very relieved, the prince finally had someone who knew cold and hot to accompany him.

The sound of footsteps and clothes flying with the rustling of the wind and the sound of dead branches is getting closer and closer, today's wind is very strong, blowing the flowers and trees in the yard are making a great noise, even the bamboo curtains under the corridor are crackling, disturbing people's hearts and minds.

The curtain was propped up, Mo Zhuofeng's originally cold face, and when he saw the busy figure of his little wife, it was like a spring blossom, and a full smile filled the entire handsome face, "Good, rest for a while, just let Uncle Bao do this, why do it yourself, it's tiring." ”

"I went out before dawn, and I did something bad behind my back, and I was dusty."

Qing'er smiled earnestly, came with all the money, and handed the booklet in her hand to Mo Bao: "It shouldn't be bad, Uncle Bao, go and settle down again, the medicinal materials brought to the south will definitely go with the prince's carriage, and the road to the province will go to a fork, and the prince can't reach it." ”

"Yes, the old slave will do it." Mo Bao bowed and withdrew, hulala, and the maids who were originally waiting beside him were also pushed out by him, and the room was instantly quiet.

Mo Zhuofeng got up and walked to the table, sat down, stretched out his hand to take the little wife into his arms, looked at each other, he affectionately stabilized the red lips that he had missed for a long time, Qing'er put her hands around his neck, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over the room, and the inconspicuous dust was like a happy elf, dancing happily in the beam.

Qing'er's little face was flushed, and King Jin reluctantly let go, "It's been so long, and I can't learn to breathe." ”

Qing'er slammed her fist on his chest, "It's obvious that you are taking advantage of others, and you are so arrogant, you are really thick-skinned." ”

Mo Zhuofeng hugged her gently, for fear that she would hug her too tightly, she would hurt, too loose, and then drop her, and rub her red lips with his fingers, because he was not only restrained just now, it was as dazzling and gorgeous as a fiery red colored silk, "The father has set a time for the day after tomorrow, and the husband is not in this period, the lady only needs to go deep into the simple out, and the dark one and the dark two stay to protect you, when you encounter something, don't make a temperament, as long as you are safe and sound, it will burn down this Jin Palace, and the husband will never complain." In addition, if you encounter something difficult, just send someone to the palace to find the queen mother, you are her daughter-in-law, she will naturally protect you. ”

"If you can't let me go like this, why don't you take me with you, I'm not a burden." Qing'er pursed her lips, her little hands playing with the broken hair on his chest.

"It's not safe outside, the epidemic in the south, whether it can be controlled or not is two words, not to mention who cures it radically, you have been thin since you were a child, which really worries your husband."

"Flim tongue, if people know, the rumored Jin Wangye, who is not close to women, turns out to be such clever words."

"Hahaha, you are my lady, let's not say this, it is normal to be a husband and wife, besides, being a husband is only like this in front of a lady, and others don't think about it."

Qing'er was convinced of this sentence, with Mo Zhuofeng's temperament, she would definitely not lie to her, and the young couple were really tired of crooked for a while, until the time of the lamp, the two of them walked out of the house.

The affairs of Shangguan's family are in an uproar, there are many jokes in the capital, and there are few helpers, Tobul likes to praise and step on the low on weekdays, and the ladies of the various families have long had whispers in private, and now they are all looking forward to General Shangguan being demoted by the emperor because of this.

Shangguan walked out of the yamen with heavy steps, and a clever little servant immediately stepped forward to make a gesture: "General, my master has been waiting for the general for a long time to invite the general to tea." ”

The storytellers and singers in the capital are entrenched in teahouses of various sizes, and there are not only teahouses but also flower houses on the main street, which are very lively. Shangguan sat in the car, having something on his mind, and didn't care where the car went. I just felt that the surroundings were very quiet, so that it didn't look like I was going in the direction of the teahouse, and he raised the curtain, and his personal entourage followed the carriage closely, and the little guy who had just passed the word hurriedly came up, "General, please rest assured, my master explained, the teahouse is too noisy, please go to the house in the suburbs to drink tea, at this time I have gone out of the city, it is almost here, please calm the general." ”

The carriage slowed down and stopped leisurely, the horse lowered its head and nibbled on the surrounding grass, and what caught Shangguan's eye was a seemingly ordinary farmhouse, but the difference was that the courtyard wall was two meters high, and it was made of stone, which looked as solid as a rock. The gate is divided into two levels, the outside is wooden, which is no different from the gate of the farmhouse, but there is another gate inside, which is a stone gate.

Entering through the gate, the courtyard is elegant and chic. A small stream bends and flows, and both sides of the stream are planted with exotic flowers and plants, as well as towering trees, and the greenery is verdant, like a fairyland.

The main road that follows the stream winds to the front of the main building, in front of which is a lotus pond, in which golden water lilies are all over the pond, and the green leaves are contrasting, and the sun is sprinkled with beautiful gold on the sleeping lotus. The bluestone path surrounds the pond, and the pond is lined with bamboo and flowers.

In the middle of the pond stands a small two-story building, a row of red lanterns around the eaves of the house, rippling water, red lanterns swaying in the wind, a special interest.